Keith Hendricks Novels & Stories

Henry smirked and said, "Did you not hear me? Let me spell it out for you—trash like you isn't even worth getting my hands dirty." Cecilia and Lora were stunned. It was too late to stop Henry. They knew Henry was not afraid of Keith, but they were more concerned about the power behind Keith—the Hood Group and the Hoods. Keith, on the other hand, was livid. Ever since he had become Hector's lackey, he had never been disrespected like that, especially in front of the women he fancied. "Break his legs," Keith ordered two of his men, not caring at all about the onlookers.

(Harper fell out of a tree when he was a kid) Once again thanks for reading Alpha Nixon. Lexington will have one hell of a story with just as much plot and even heartbreak. His story will leave you wondering what the hell can go wrong next. Asher is a timid being when it comes to meeting new people but a force to be reckoned with when he’s in full Alpha mode. His story will be heartwarming and full of spice. The twins story’s are still to come but I can reveal their names. Dexter Marsh is the only omega son of Alpha Nixon and Luna Harper and finds it hard to keep up with his Alpha a Beta brothers who never let him forget his place.

“Your stance. Your balance. Everything starts from the ground.” His hands moved to my waist, adjusting my posture, guiding my shoulders. His touch was firm but gentle, his breath brushing the back of my neck as he corrected my grip. Alexandro stood behind her, his presence solid and commanding as he gently adjusted her grip on the wooden staff. “Your hands need to be shoulder-width apart,” he said, his voice low, steady. “Too close, and you lose balance. Too wide, and you lose control.” He stepped closer, guiding her stance with a firm hand on her waist. “Bend your knees slightly. Keep your core tight. The power doesn’t come from your arms — it starts at your center.”

After my long talk with Alex he didn’t seem very pleased about me telling Creed first. But I couldn’t help it. It just came out like word vomit. But he wasn’t mad at me like I thought he would be. Instead he held me close and kissed me. I didn’t tell him about Creed kissing me on the forehead though. Because it felt right, and comforting. Henry had been retrieved and brought to the pack house cells. After spilling what I’ve been holding to myself he felt it wouldn’t be smart for me to go back there until I can overcome what happened. And maybe he’s right. I asked him if he was found where I told him and he said yes but once I’m better he suggested I should go and look at the place myself. I

“The woman is obviously not a child here, and I think that if anyone deserves to know of the bullshit that has been put on her head…” “I beg your pardon?” I asked, and Dean let out a low growl. His beta turned to face him, and shook his head. “Numbers have been put on you for your head,” Viktor said, not caring about Dean’s opinion. I shook my head and ran my fingers through my hair. “May I ask who informed you and who is the one who put these numbers?” I asked, and the man looked at his Alpha. “His name is Theodore, he says that he is a messenger…”

I glanced at Williams, who remained silent, as if in pain. "It's nothing, Dean. A friend of mine came to visit, and I was happy about it all." Dean looked at Henry, who smiled and extended his hand for a shake. "Hi, my name is Henry, and I'm from the Lycan pack. I used to be a beta to Williams here, but I guess my rights have been taken away." I observed how Dean shook hands with Henry, then turned his attention back to me. "You need to rest, Sierra. You know I don't like seeing you this way."

she yelled after me. I walked into the kitchen to see Blake standing in front of the sink, his hands soapy up to his forearms as he dipped them back into the sink. He had on a tight white tee that showed off his rippling back muscles as he moved around the kitchen. My tongue darted out to wet my lips and I gulped at the sight. I stalked over to him, making sure to be quiet so he wouldn't notice and grabbed his ass, making him jerk in fright.

Keith shivered slightly at the weight of Mason’s glare. “Where did you find her?” Mason turned towards Peter who is now sweating. “You had to know something before I tell you this,” “What?” Mason sipped on his wine. “I am a gang leader,” Silence. Peter lifted his face to look at his brother’s face and gulped. He feared the intimidation that his brother held within him. “What about you?” Mason asked Keith. “Yes, and my true name is not Kyle Johnson. I am Keith Grey,” Keith answered, hating the feeling of his skin crawling.

It was no longer certain who would remain standing at the end of this fight. "What the hell? How could this be happening?" Kevin's eyelids twitched as his face twisted with incredulity. Damian had actually managed to injure Hendrick? Wasn't Hendrick supposed to be the most powerful expert beneath the rank of grandmaster? How could he fail to kill a lowly security guard? He was just a useless piece of trash after all! Hendrick himself was so stunned that he was frozen as well. It took him some time to fully register what had happened.

Chris’s team set off to Korea as planned without stopping to catch his breath once he had settled Hendrick. It was more like after he had received a message from Spector that Hendrick had arrived. He pretended to ignore the sidenote that said he was moping around the place, driving everyone else crazy.